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Where's the graduation?

Gee, it's only 7 .30. Didn't you get the card?

No, what card?

But we all got cards saying to be here half an hour early for graduation.

Well, that's just fine. I sure didn't. You didn't? Yeah.

You all passed?

Oh, yeah.

Each and every one of us. Certainly did.

We're going to have a celebration down at the malt shop.

Why don't you meet us down there after you get your diploma? Hurry up.

Good evening, Miss Revere.

Well, Mr. Benson, I guess you might as well break the bad news.

Bad news?

That I flunked the exam. I'm not going to get a diploma.

Nonsense.

Didn't you know that you were the outstanding pupil?

Well, I thought I was doing all right, but when I heard about the cards, I

naturally... I deliberately held out your card, Miss Revere, because I wanted

present your diploma to you personally.

Oh, well, gee, thanks.

I have to tell you how much I enjoyed every moment you were in the class.

that's more than I can say. Honestly, sometimes I thought I'd never get that

stuff through my head.

Let's go somewhere and have a drink or two.

Someplace where we can talk not as teacher and student, but as man and

I don't drink, thanks. Well, come along anyway.

I have an idea I want to tell you about.

Well, tell me here.

All right, Maisie.

Do you mind if I call you Maisie?

Well, I guess it's kind of late to be making exceptions.

I need an assistant.

Oh, you do.

You learn fast, and in no time at all, I'm sure I could train you to be just

what I want.

As a matter of fact, you seem to be just what I want.

Well, thanks, Mr. Benson.

But this isn't the kind of job I want.

Just a minute.

There's something you should know, my dear.

Before refusing, don't you think you should consider your own somewhat

position? My position?

Yes. Just why did you take this course in the first place?

Why? Because all my life until the war, I've been in the go. And now I'd like to

stay put for a while and have a good, sound, substantial profession. Exactly.

And because you're so sincere, it seems rather tragic that you'll never find

what you want in an office. And why not, pray tell? It might be all right for

some girls.

Not for you. And what's the matter with me?

Let me show you.

K -S -K.

K -S -K.

Oh, no.

For some girls, fine.

For secretaries, no. Now, wait up, Mr. Benson.

Maisie, I've been watching you for weeks. Mr. Benson, this is no way to

Maisie. Mr. Benson, you've got blood on your chin.

Blood? Yeah.

Ow!

Wanted stenographer bookkeeper experienced.

Wanted secretary will consider beginner.

Room 610 Meadson Building.

Looking for a job?

You hardly have to be a mind reader to know that. What with me giving my full

attention to the want ad.

You shouldn't have any trouble.

Why not?

Why not?

Well, baby, to put it in one word... If you say... I'll let you have it.

Thanks.

Good morning.

Good morning. I came about the ad in the paper.

All this?

And you type, too?

Allow me.

No, thanks. I think I'll sit this one out. Who do I see about the job?

Right this way.

Did you get it? No, he did.

Did you get it?

No, but I will if I have to wear shin guards.

What did you say?

Nothing. Well, keep saying it.

Down.

Wanted confidential secretary must be competent and loyal.

Room 510, meeting building.

I don't get it.

I beg your pardon, young man.

Good morning, Mr. Newbolt. Morning, Tar.

My greatest desire is to see you completely happy with us, my boy.

happy. If you want me to be completely happy, why don't you let me operate my

own way? Of course, Joseph. Of course.

But you must remember, I have had many years of experience in dealing with

matters of this kind.

And in handling people. Look, Mr. Newbolt, my boys don't need handling.

Mr. Newbold, I'm so glad you're here.

Oh, what's up? Well, I'm sure there's been a mistake. Oh, no, it's not a

mistake. I advertised.

Oh, but that's true.

It says here, room 509, meeting building.

Oh, I see.

Joseph, will you come along to my office a moment, please?

Sure. You too, Miss Wolfe.

Don't go away, ladies. I'll be right back.

My boy, Miss Wolfe has been with my company a long time.

She's extremely helpful and lawyer.

It makes me happy to tell you that I have made arrangements to have her take

over the duties of secretary to you.

Oh, I see.

Miss Wolfe, I hope you understand there's nothing personal in this, but I

someone else.

But Mr. Newbolt... Yes, I know. He just wanted to help out, but I'll make my own

arrangements.

Yes?

It's for you, Mr. Morton. Who is it?

Your daughter.

Hello.

Hello yourself. What's the matter with you?

It's your old man. He's driving me daffy.

What's up?

He advertised for a secretary and Father's trying to make him use Wolf.

Let me talk to Papa.

I think I can handle this, Joe. Let me talk with Father.

She wants to talk to you.

Yes. Is he standing so close he can hear?

Put the receiver tight against your ear.

Stop growling. Act like a doting father being coaxed into lying.

Newbolt, I'm getting bored with your mistakes.

Oh.

Is that how you feel about it? If he wants to hire some harmless little girl,

what difference does it make?

The only thing I care about now is getting that guy started.

And besides, we'll know everything that goes on without Miss Wolfe.

I've got Joe eating out of my hand.

Well, perhaps I was hasty. She wants you again.

Yes. Don't bother any more about it, Joe.

Leave father to me and go ahead with everything just as you planned.

I'm going to hire a secretary of my own choice.

Well, all right.

But not a pretty one.

Okay, goodbye.

Gee, make a swell, boss.

Some looker, don't you think?

I'm sure I hadn't noticed.

You, come into my office. The rest of you, wait.

Sit down, madam.

Well, I'm Joseph Morton.

What's your name?

Miss Revere.

Ah, Revere. And the first name? May. May?

Well, if you don't mind, sir, I prefer being addressed merely as Miss Revere.

Oh, I understand.

Well, Miss Ruby, this may seem a little sudden to you, but as soon as I saw you,

I knew that you were the girl for me.

You did?

Oh, yes. You see, I'm a man of quick decision and action.

Pardon me, Mr. Morton. Do you mean I'm hired just like that?

Well, I have a hunch that I'm a good judge of character, and I... Oh, excuse

just a moment.

That'll be all, ladies, and thank you very much.

Now, where was I?

You were a good judge of character. Oh, yes, and you've got the job.

No questions or anything?

No.

Your appearance is enough.

Really, sir?

Now, see if I'm not right.

You're loyal, capable, dependable.

You mean I'm not the type of girl who makes you think of soft lights and sweet

music?

No.

And, Mr. Morton, sir, I'm...

Not the type, girl, switches your mind from business to monkey business?

Why, certainly not.

Miss Rivera, I'm amazed at a nice lady like you. What have you been reading?

Me?

I beg your pardon, sir.

Now, look.

You just forget all these foolish ideas. As long as you're working with me, be

assured you have nothing to fear.

Yes, sir.

Now, you understand that.

You have absolutely nothing to fear. You're perfectly safe.

Yes, sir.

All right, why?

It's a late start this morning, so we'll go to work after lunch.

You better have your lunch, too, okay?

Roger.

What was that?

Rather.

I'll be back at the... What's wrong?

Something in my tooth.

Oh, well, get it out and be back at one o 'clock, please.

Oh, it couldn't be. I think it is. Oh, no, look at those clothes.

She's certainly changed a lot.

Sure, that's her.

Hey, Maisie. Hello, Maisie. Maisie, Revere.

Well,

hiya, kid.

It is. Oh,

well, come on over and join the gang.

Okay.

Well,

gee, it sure is good to see you here. Well, what's the idea of the camouflage?

We almost didn't recognize you.

Pretty good, huh?

Come on, hide the makeup. You in mourning?

No, I'm incognito.

Say, Janie, I haven't seen you since the speed run good old Stu through.

Boy, was that a night to remember.

Come on, screw Joe and let Maisie sit down.

It's not about the makeup. Come on, what's the matter, baby?

what a poor boy can girl has to do sometimes to earn a living. Oh, you're

working, huh? Sure, starting a new job today.

Good setup?

Well, it'd have to be plenty good to get me in this ring.

Who are you working for?

Why, for you, Mr. Morton. Now, you can cut out all that stuff. I'm wise to you.

Well, I... Now, don't try to crawl out of it.

We can dispense with those cheaters, too.

Now, what I want to know is who put you up to getting this job?

Oh, no one put me up to getting... Who sent you here?

Well, honest, Mr. Morton, no one sent me. You got it all wrong. Look, I had

lunch at the bomb site today.

Oh.

So start talking.

Well, what's a girl supposed to do? Well, she's not supposed to be a spy.

not a spy. Well, what are you going around dressed up like this for?

Well, it's a choice between this or shin guards and track shoes. What are you

talking about?

I'm talking about men.

Businessmen in offices going... Well, did I ever go... Well, present company

accepted then.

But that's what happens if a girl's even halfway presentable.

Mm -hmm.

Look, you're sure there's nothing else behind all this?

On my mother, rest her soul.

Well, okay.

What's so funny about it?

Well, I was just thinking, from the point of view of... Maybe they're not

entirely to blame.

What do you mean, precisely?

Oh, I saw you over there in the restaurant, you know.

Oh, boy, some fun. That speed run we had at Stu's.

The way you were carrying on with those characters.

What do you mean, characters?

They're all swell kids. I used to work with at the plant. What plant?

From Stead Aircraft.

What? Sit down.

Sit down, sit down.

What planes did they make? The Cyclone, Skyclimber, and D -45 Bomber. How many

men in the crew of the Cyclone? Four. The Bomber? Five.

Five.

You know, I used to fly one of the neatest, sweetest, prettiest little old

-45s they ever put together.

Gee, you did?

Sure. Hey, maybe I worked on one of the same planes you flew.

Maybe you did. How long did you work there?

Twenty -two months. No kidding. Out on the line? Well, I guess yes.

I was in final assembly on the bomber for over a year. Did you do any

I sure did.

Were you any good at it?

Well, if I do say so, I shouldn't. I never cracked a dimple.

How do you like that?

Do you know anything about trailing edges?

Well, I was in the dope shop for six months. Do you understand stress?

A little. Well, come on.

I'd like to buy a Bible. Yes, sir. Our best edition is right over there.

That's our special $2. It's really very popular.

Well, that'll do fine. Don't bother to wrap it up. Thank you very much.

Do you solemnly swear never to divulge what you're about to witness or learn?

And to realize that this is a sacred trust and to guard it as such?

I do.

What's that?

It's okay.

Fellas, this is Miss Revere. From now on, she's a member of the crew.

Now, this lug that let us in the door is Mitch O 'Hara.

That's Bill Stewart over there. And tall, dark, and handsome here is known

Tim Kingley.

How'd you do?

How'd you do? She's just what the doctor ordered. She types, takes short hands,

reads blueprints, wells, rivets. Now, wait a minute. That's all part of my

you know. I'm reconverted.

Miss Revere built the D -45s.

On the level?

Well, not all by myself.

Come on, I want to show you the offices.

Oh, dear, this is... Well... It had nothing to do with that one, Miss

You're the top.

Oh.

This is the nicest, sweetest, prettiest you told me about, huh?

That's right.

Here's you.

Here's Mitch.

And Bill.

Well, you won't find me. Uncle Sam didn't think I'd care for Army life.

Oh, I'm sorry. I thought... It's all right. Forget it.

Tim's top member of the crew here.

See, he and I went to high school together and then to Caltech.

We'd already started this thing before we ran into these other mugs. That's

Betty Burke, the co -pilot next to me, and Ed Nelson on the end.

They were going to be in on this, too.

Now their families are.

Oh.

That's swell.

Gee, whatever it is you're keeping secret, you're sure doing a good job.

I can't make anything out of this.

That's good. I never made a complete set of drawings for just that reason.

Here's a rough sketch.

Jeepers! A helicopter!

Helicopter. Oh.

Yeah, but why?

Why a helicopter?

Because it'll fly straight up, straight down, forwards, backwards, either side,

any way you want.

Because they're in great demand for firefighting, insect control, rescue

Think what it'll mean to the average citizen.

Oh, yeah, well, everyone knows it's the common thing, but why all the mystery

about a heli... Hela.

Helicopter. How do you like that?

Don't you know that for centuries men have been trying to perfect a practical

helicopter? But up to now, they've all run into the same difficulty.

These things are hard to fly. Why, it takes more skill to fly one of those

it does an ordinary airplane.

But this helicopter, with my automatic control, practically flies itself.

And at 150 miles an hour or more.

Don't mind this guy, Miss Revere. He's all head up on a copter. We all are.

you'll have to pardon us if we go a little bats every time it's mentioned.

Come on, let's get back to work. Right. Us too.

Now, do you think for a start he could assemble a label with small parts and

tool crib?

Well, a while back that would have been right down my alley, but with you I hide

under secretary, remember?

You'll get plenty of typing and shorthand later on. Oh, uh, Tim.

Here. Tim, I want you to bring all the office equipment out here today. Get the

files, the stationery, everything.

I thought Newbold insisted.

Newbold isn't running this show completely.

Now, it's silly to have the office way downtown. I belong here, so get

everything on the truck today.

Okay, if you say so.

When you finish lining up the tool crib, would you mind taking a look at Mitch's

welding? I think he gave him some pointers.

But I told him... Now, look, the only way to be happy with your work is to

variety. Prove your versatility.

On a job like this, you can be a secretary and an aircraft worker and an

assistant. And I'll bet you worked your way through college selling magazines.

Uh -uh, they were vacuum cleaners. They were pretty snazzy, too.

I invented a little gadget to go in the front. That made him operate at 150

miles an hour?

No, no, it was a little pair of headlights so he could see in dark

closets. Oh, I bet the mobs loved you.

Well, I never got to know any of them well enough to ask.

Oh, say, you better take off those duds before you ruin them.

Aren't you afraid I'll catch a cold?

Mitch?

Way ahead of you, boss.

Hope they're not to lose.

Oh, no.

Thanks. Where do I go?

Afraid of the dark?

Well, that depends.

That's a closet.

Got a map?

Try that.

Thank you very much. You're very welcome.

It was great, Joe. I'm glad you can start drawing now.

We'll be able to keep well ahead ordering the parts.

Driving out today, Maisie gave me a great idea.

It's a system they use at some of the big plants.

Should eliminate the possibility of anybody finding out what's going on down

here. You know, I haven't got this thing patented yet.

What is this idea?

Well, we order our parts from a lot of different places. Then nobody would know

what we're building.

That's good.

Say, Tim, where were you this morning?

The truck motor started sputtering. It's okay now. Now I fixed it.

Good boy.

Boys, boys, behave yourselves.

Let's get back to work.

Is that the last?

Mm -hmm.

Yeah, that looks swell.

You know, it's awful nice of you to take the tool crib the way you did and help

out with the welding the way you did and stay up late to finish these.

The way I did.

You're kind of fresh, too, aren't you?

Sometimes when I feel good.

You feel good now?

I seem to, judging from the way I feel.

Well, that proves that I was right about the job. You do like variety.

Oh, that depends whether you're talking business or pleasure. Now, if you mean

the latter.

Hello?

Oh, just a minute.

Hello?

Oh, we're just hanging around finishing up cute details.

Huh? No, no, don't you worry about me overworking.

Never felt better in my life. Right? Right. Goodbye.

Barbara Newbolt.

Oh?

She's old man Newbolt's daughter.

Oh? Well, what's the matter?

Well, I'm trying to imply by my posture of dignity, Mr. Morton, that you don't

have to explain your personal life to me.

Well, Barbara Newbold's not my personal life, whatever gave you that idea?

Well, I haven't any idea about your private affairs, Mr. Morton. Oh, yes,

do. It's quite obvious from your attitude.

I'll bet you think I'm one of those goldbreakers that fell into a soft job

because of the boss's daughter.

Now, just a minute.

Don't tell me what I think. I know what I think, and it's not what you think.

Well, you're on the wrong track, young lady.

Here's the way it happened. I explained the proposition to Mr. Newbolt, and he

thought it looked like a very good business investment, so he put up the

Of course.

And it's perfectly natural for his daughter to be concerned about you to

her father's investment.

Oh, no, that wasn't the way it was at all. His daughter just happens to be a

wonderful girl who's interested in anything that's new or unusual or worthy

experiment. I dare say.

Boys and I were going daffy trying to find a backer, and then one night, just

accident, Tim and I met this girl. Later on, she introduced us to the old man,

and wham, from then on, everything was rosy.

Well, it's really none of my business.

That's right, it isn't. But I don't go for false accusations.

False accusations? So I drove a hard bargain, but don't accuse me of playing

to Barbara Newbold just to get her old man's dough.

Well, I didn't say that. Well, it sounded like that, and don't you worry

his dough. He'll get his dough back at plenty of profit, too, if I can get

Hendrickson to take over the manufacturer and the copter.

Floyd Hendricks?

You mean Hustler Hendricks and the big tycoon up in Seattle?

That's right. I don't want anything but the best.

That's why I gotta go up there in a couple of weeks and bring him down to

him have a look at her.

Jeepers.

Well, come on, I'll take you home. Oh, that won't be necessary.

Oh, come off it. You're perfectly safe.

I've got too much on my mind at this time to be interested in women.

Hmm?

You tired?

Not very.

Maybe I shouldn't have worked you so hard for the first day.

Things get too tough down there. Don't hesitate to yell.

Listen, mister, you're talking to a girl that's used to a 12 -hour day and

overtime on Sundays.

My, my, Maisie, how you've changed since 10 o 'clock this morning.

Well, I never would have tried to fool you, but I was desperate for a good

Things that bad?

Yeah.

I've been bumping into a lot of the wrong people lately.

Well, thank goodness you won't have to go on with that disguise any longer.

Like me better this way?

Huh?

Maybe I better get a good look.

Yeah, you look okay.

Look at that moon.

This is the kind of a night a fella'd try anything.

He was up there in a P -38.

That's a flyer's moon.

Hey, relax, kid.

Remember, you don't have to worry.

I know that about you.

It's just that I'm so used to ducking that with an automatic reflex.

I'm sorry.

Oh, don't be sorry.

It's right you should keep the barriers up at all times.

At all times.

Sure.

Oh, I know about those guys that think one manly smile and the girl should fall

right on her face.

They're victims of a supercharged male ego.

Oh, so that's what it is. Yeah.

Well, I never knew the cause, but I've certainly wrestled with the symptoms.

Yeah. Well, put one up in a spot like this, for instance, tonight.

Lovely girl, beautiful moon, romantic setting.

Why, they'd think that a girl would be insolent if they didn't make love to

That's right.

Now, I want you to know that I'm aware of these things, and I really want you

know that you're perfectly safe.

Hey, what's going on here? That's my question.

Well, Miss Revere, that is, the young lady and I were discussing business.

I get it. She's your secretary.

Yeah, my secretary.

Lady, is this guy bothering you?

Mr. Morton is a perfect gentleman. I'm perfectly safe, and we're having a

perfectly wonderful time.

Then I'm sure you won't mind perfectly getting out of here. Well, is there

anything wrong with our being here? Well, there's a law against it, and the

folks around here object to the motor noises all hours of the night.

Your secretary, huh?

Listen, you... Now, take it easy.

Look, we resent being treated like hardened criminals.

Get going.

And suppose I don't. Now, now, you take it easy. This is the way he earns a

living. Oh.

Well, all right.

Sorry if I was rude, but my carburetor's been acting bad lately.

There's an example of how prevalent this thing is. Yeah, there's a lot of it

around. I mean, there's that attitude, the old skeptic.

Yeah, we were having an innocent conversation against the very thing he

suspected us of. But that's not what he thought.

Well, we were apart, and usually when people part... Yeah, I know.

Well, I guess I kept you up too late anyhow.

Oh, no.

You know, it's funny, but I'm not a bit tired.

You're not?

Uh -uh.

I guess it's because I was so interested in what you were leading up to.

Well, it's a very interesting subject.

Very. A couple of weeks and I get back from Seattle, we'll really go into it.

Well, a couple of weeks is a long time.

Well, there won't be any time before then we'll be so busy.

Oh.

That cop burns me up.

Jesse tapped me on the shoulder. I was saying you're perfectly safe.

But would he believe it?

I find it kind of hard to believe myself.

That's Bartlett, file 243. What's this? These are the fuller plans. Oh, yeah,

okay. Go ahead. Yes, sir.

Yes? Mr. Stevens calling long distance from Chicago.

I know where I can call him at 4 o 'clock. This is my hour of relaxation.

Yes, sir.

Yeah, what's this?

Hello? Have you got time to see that crazy guy from Los Angeles? That who?

Martin. Joseph Martin.

Helicopter. He's been yelling outside for five days. When's the next free time

on my calendar?

That's when I'll see him. He's very determined. He's not as determined as I

to have my hour of peace and quiet.

That's it, Matthews.

Good afternoon, Mr. Hendrickson. Good afternoon, good afternoon.

Where's Bert?

Bert isn't feeling quite up to par today, sir. It's too bad.

He hasn't said that many words all the time he's been working on me.

I like Bert.

I think you'll like what I have to offer, sir. I'll do my best. He's a

guy, Bert.

I don't know if he's divorced or has 16 children.

I don't know if he likes to fish or hunt or grow his own vegetables.

I don't know if he likes the giants or the tigers.

I'm really very fond of Bert. Lie down. What? Lie down. Turn over on your

stomach. You're wasting my time and yours.

I guess you get the idea.

Yes, sir.

Mr.

Hendrickson? What would you think about a helicopter that could fly at 150 miles

an hour or more?

Oh, that's good speed.

They're developing several. I think we'll hit it.

Say, I thought you got the idea.

If this same helicopter, the one that'd fly 150 miles an hour or more, operated

by an automatic control panel, practically flew itself, what would you

about that, Mr. Henningson?

What the deuce is this?

I've got that helicopter.

You've got the job you've been raving about? Yes, sir.

Automatic control? Sure.

Flies $150?

That's right. Where are the plans? Where is it? Well, there aren't any plans,

but it's being built. I can show it to you next week. Where?

Los Angeles. I'll borrow a plane, fly it down, fly it back. The whole trip won't

take 24 hours. No, I haven't got the time to go to Los Angeles. Well, you'd

never spend time to a better advantage, Mr. Hendrickson. Yeah, that's for me to

decide.

I don't see how I could do it. No, no, I can't.

Well, that's your loss, sir.

Automatic control.

150 miles an hour.

I'll go.

Great. You'll be hearing from me, Mr. Henderson. I'm Joseph Morton. Oh, the

crazy guy who's been hanging around all week to see me. Sure. Say, what'd you do

with Bert?

Uh, hey, Bert.

He and I were in the same outfit.

Airport. See you later, Mr. Henderson.

Thanks, sweetheart.

Uh -huh.

I guess I'm getting old. With these young dynamos coming into the picture,

be retired before I know it.

I'll see you in my dream.

Hold you in my dreams.

Hey, keep your foot steady on that rudder pedal rhythm, boy.

Just listen to all the trouble I'll cause if I draw that tootsie with a

It says here, quote, The secret to smooth performance is fluid and steady

control. In the ascent, hold foot firmly on rudder pedal to prevent flutter

period.

Say, Maisie.

Mm -hmm? Do you ever see anybody in your dreams?

Sure I do.

You do?

Mm -hmm.

Every night.

Well, gee, Maisie.

Is he around five foot nine and a half? And kind of broad in his shoulders?

Has he got wavy hair and blue eyes?

Joe.

It's Joe.

What was that you were asking, honey?

Never mind. I know the answer.

Hey, there's the boss. Hiya, people.

Hey, what kept you so long? Listen, that guy was plenty tough to get to. Hi,

boss. Hello, pretty puss. Hendrickson, see you? Ann heard me. I'm flying back

Seattle a week from today to bring him down here for the demonstration.

Yoo -hoo!

You're flying back?

Yeah, sure.

In case he's gonna let me have his plane again. You're flying Hendrickson here a

week from today for a demonstration?

That's right. Well, how do you propose getting the panel installed by then? The

parts aren't even drawn.

It'll take at least a week to get them tooled. Yeah, and what about a test fly?

Gather round, gather round me, hardies, while I tell you about the old master's

master stroke.

There is in Seattle an old and honorable firm known as McDowell's Tool and Die

Corporation. Yeah?

They're the finest makers of precision parts in the whole world.

Now, would Joseph Morton, with five days in his hands and a dream in his heart,

just sit around idle? Joe, you had McDowell make the parts. You guessed it,

Maisie, and they're going to be delivered the middle of next week.

Congratulations, boss. Boy, that's what I call using the old noggin. Thank you,

ladies and gentlemen. Always glad to do any little thing. Well, what do you

think, Tim?

You sure put it over, pal. I'm practically swept off my feet.

My golly, Timbo, it's hard to believe after all these years, isn't it, huh?

everything's working out just like we always said, Timbo. Yeah, we're moving

right along.

Well, kids, I'm sorry to walk out on all this celebration.

Hey, wait a minute. Don't go now. This is a perfect time for the ceremony.

What ceremony?

Sealing the copter's luck.

Oh, yeah.

Plug in the welding holder, will you, Mitch?

You take care of it for me, will you, Maisie?

Remember, I didn't know you were coming back here tonight, and I, uh...

Well, I promised a cold gal a warm drink.

Come on.

Hey, I wonder what's wrong with Tim.

Oh, he's always been funny about things like this. I remember when we were at

college, he used to duck awards and all that stuff. Well, me too, but this is

different.

We can still handle this. Here's how.

We let the parts arrive.

Let him install them.

Let him test.

Then we pull a switch.

There can't be any more slip -ups.

You see to it they're orange.

Okay, boss.

Well, crew, I hope she brings you everything you ever wished for. Thanks.

goes double for you.

Gosh, isn't that swell?

Gee, I wish I had something to give her for good luck. Give her a kiss.

A kiss? Sure.

Okay.

Here's luck, baby.

Uh, Miss Revere.

Could I have a moment of your time, please, before you go in?

Yes, sir.

In the beginning of our association, I made certain very definite statements

concerning your safety while you were in my company.

Yes, sir. Well, I wish to register a complaint.

I feel that you have done everything in your power to undermine my noble

intentions.

You're kidding, aren't you? Oh, no. No, I'm quite on the level.

Now, how was I to know that your face would haunt me all the way from here to

Seattle? That your curves would be the ones I'd see in every cloud bank?

You've been absolutely shameless about it.

Those whisk brooms that you use for eyelashes, you bat them at me every time

get a chance.

You've probably spent hours practicing every artifice known to man just to make

yourself allure.

Well, I'll have you know everything about me is perfectly natural.

Well, it's worse than I thought.

Now listen, Joe Morton, if... Maisie, don't you understand?

Do you know what I'm trying to tell you?

You've beaten me down.

You're not safe with me.

As a matter of fact, I'm not safe with you.

After all, I'm only human, you know.

Well, so am I.

Well, why didn't you say so?

Well, I did.

And what can I do for you?

Well, still your secretary, huh?

Miss Revere is not only my secretary, she's the woman I'm going to marry.

We're engaged.

Joe!

Did you hear what you said?

Sure. Will you marry me, Miss Revere?

Oh, I'd consider it a pleasure and an honor, sir.

Oh, not on a public thoroughfare, please.

Oh, officer, why don't you go away?

It's all right, Joe.

It's best I should go in now before we break any laws.

I'm awful happy, Joe.

Good night, pretty pussy.

Good night, darling.

Congratulations, my lad.

Bye.

Is that light all right for your eyes, darling?

I guess so, sweetie. I hadn't noticed.

I don't want you straining those great, big, beautiful papers, you know.

You happy, Maisie?

I didn't know anything about this kind of happy, darling.

Say, you want something, darling?

Yes, dear. A crescent wrench.

Stay right where you are, sweet. I'll get it for you.

You're so thoughtful, Angel.

Think nothing of it, love.

I only wish I could do more.

You know something?

What? I never had an engagement ring before.

It's beautiful.

That parent sign comes out of that space the day after we demonstrate the

copter. Gee, it's going to take a carload of carrots to fill it.

Don't you think maybe we should have gotten a smaller size?

I do not.

I'll get you a bushel of those and bigger ones.

Hey, you two, remember me?

Hey, Tim. Good old Tim. Well, congratulations, fella. Maisie, here's

Tim, honey. Congratulations.

Well, gee, thanks, fella.

Yeah, yeah. Don't you love it?

Oh, you two. You and Maisie are engaged.

Of course. What'd you think?

Hey, don't look now, Maisie, but I think you dropped something. Oh, that's only

the first installment. The stone comes after.

Well, say, kid, this is swell. Yeah, it's swell, isn't it?

Does business go on the same as usual? Oh, certainly. Oh, sure. Our personal

life mustn't impinge on our work.

Well, here are the invoices for the landing gear frame.

You don't have to check anything, Maisie. No small cost today. Okay.

Shouldn't there be two landing braces, darling? That's right, honey, two.

Well, I got two.

Well, they got you billed for four.

Hey, wait a minute. I'm sure I only ordered two.

It must be a billing mistake.

Well, that's a funny mistake to make.

After all, you're only building one helicopter.

Wait a minute.

Can I see that?

Yeah, it's four, sure enough.

Well, I have to go out there again tomorrow. I'll have him correct that.

I'll call and talk to the bookkeeper. But the bookkeeper and the shipping

are one and the same. Yeah, well, I'll call him and straighten it right out.

No, it'll be easier to take care of him when I go out there.

I don't think so, Tim.

I think I'd better call.

Joe, don't you think I'm right? Well, if Maisie wants to handle it this way, let

her do it. But, Joe, you know how these little places are. You never get any

satisfaction over the telephone.

Besides, I know the men. I'll know who to see about it. Well, maybe he's right.

I'm sure I am. If it's okay with you, Maisie.

Oh, sure.

You see, I don't care how it's taken care of as long as it's done. I'll do it

the first thing Monday morning.

I wonder if there's been any more of this.

What? Being charged the more you get.

I'd better check back on all the invoices in the file. But you check them

parts come in. Yeah, but I might have missed something. Besides, a lot came in

before I started here. Well, you checked all those, didn't you, Joe?

Yes, but I wasn't looking for mistakes, you know. I might have slipped up. I

think it's a good idea, honey. Why don't you do it Monday morning?

Yeah, I think I'd better.

Well, okay.

Hey.

That's pretty good of Maisie to spot that, huh?

Pretty smart.

Yeah, she sure is.

Say, I forgot those welding rods. I'll get them right away.

Honey.

Thanks.

You know, they might have been jipping you and you not even know it.

And she's got to check them on Monday.

I thought you checked them before you took them in.

Well, I did, but this got by me.

Since this one did, there might be more.

Well, not only that, they're engaged.

With Joe and Maisie.

She not only took over the boss's job, but the boss as well.

Yeah, yeah, with a ring and everything.

Well, it's up to us to see that Miss Revere changes her plans before Monday.

There must be some way we can get at her. Something she's done.

Well, the first thing to do is to get over there. You pick me up. Okay, right.

Yeah, right, I've got it. Bye.

Joe. Hmm? I can hardly wait. Me and you, sweetie. To get started at those

invoices. Oh, now, why do you bring up details at a time like this? Details?

Since when is getting gypped out of several hundred dollars a detail?

Well, sure it is. Now, love, that's important.

Building the copter, that's important.

But adding and subtracting a lot of figures, eh, that's a pain in the neck.

Hey,

that's Barbara.

Excuse me.

Right in there.

Hello, Maisie.

I'm Barbara Newbolt.

Hello. I ran into Tim at lunch and he told me the good news.

I wish you all the happiness in the world. Thank you.

I don't see how we can miss.

When are you getting married?

Oh, well, as soon as Hendrickson sees what the copter can do.

Oh, and speaking of that, you'll have to pardon me now. Oh, nonsense.

This is an occasion as well as Saturday afternoon.

We came prepared to celebrate.

Champagne.

Me? What was weaned on compass alcohol?

Hey, Mitch, Bill, come on in. Oh, I'll get two glasses.

She's adorable. You're telling me.

Hello, Miss Newbold. How are you? Hello, Miss Newbold. Hi, Bill.

These had washers in them, but I wrenched them out.

One, two, three, four, five.

I think you're shy one, Maisie. Oh, I don't drink.

Oh, champagne isn't a liquor, Maisie. No, it's just cider with a sense of

Sure. Uh -uh. After what Mom and I went through with poor Pop, I promised myself

I'd never touch... the stuff. Are you afraid of it?

Uh -huh.

Oh, you mustn't be like that, Maisie. It can be handled just like anything else.

Not by an O 'Connor. O 'Connor, eh?

Yeah. That was my name when I was born.

Mary Anastasia O 'Connor.

Then I was known professionally as Baby Marie O 'Connor. I outgrew that into

Maisie Revere.

Now, there's a girl who's done things.

Well, you'll have to share Joe's glass, Maisie, because we have some toast to

drink.

Oh, and I want you to come to a luncheon I'm giving tomorrow.

Oh, well, thanks. That's very sweet, but I planned on working tomorrow.

Oh, I won't take no for an answer.

These are girls you'll be seeing a lot of now that you're engaged to this

brilliant young executive.

And you might as well start taking care of your social obligations now.

I'll be there.

That calls for a drink.

To the copter. To the copter. To the copter.

Oh, well, teetotaler I may be, but to that I got a drink.

To the copter.

Well, I'm beginning to understand poor Papa's downfall.

Well,

why are we gathered together?

What's up? Oh, nothing too exciting.

I want you to help me help a gal I know celebrate her engagement.

You mean a gal we don't even know?

Yes, it's by way of being a business obligation.

I'm really doing this for Father, and I'm counting on you to help me.

Well, what do you want us to do?

Just be your own sweet Jill.

And don't be surprised at anything that happens.

Be back in a minute.

Yeah,

this will turn the trick. I was getting worried.

It's not so easy to get a hold of one of those.

You got it. That's all that matters. Thanks. Goodbye.

Oh, hello, darling. You look lovely.

Oh, do I really?

I've been worrying all night.

Whatever about? Oh, what you said about social obligations. Oh, well, it's true.

Joe's going to be very rich and very important.

And there'll be teas and luncheons and dinners.

I don't envy you, Pet. Being hostess on that scale is quite a chore.

Yeah, well, what if I don't measure up? Oh, you'll probably do all right.

I never had much schooling.

I set a record for the mile running from the trilling officer. Don't worry about

it, Maisie. You'll do fine.

If I thought I was holding Joe back, it about killed me.

Barbara, I sure would appreciate it if you'd give me some pointers. I always

a quick study.

Oh, I'll do everything I can.

Thanks, Barbara. You're a real friend.

Girls, I want you to know Maisie Revere.

Maisie, this is Marcia Beecher, Charlotte Curry, Jane Hanlon, and Lois

How do you do? How do you do?

Sit down, dear.

I ordered this especially for you, Maisie. I knew you wouldn't like

we're having these.

Oh. Well, if it has liquor in it like I told you, I don't dare indulge.

Oh, you have to have something, Maisie. We're going to drink a toast to Joe.

I've told the girls about your engagement, and they're all thrilled

Oh, that's lovely.

This space gets filled in later.

Congratulations, Miss Revere. Thank you.

Hey, you spinsters, what's the matter?

You all so jealous you've forgotten your manners?

Certainly not. The best of everything.

To Maisie and Joe. To Maisie and Joe.

Well, this toaster scene is all kind of new to me, but I guess it's all part of

the etiquette of being engaged, huh?

Can't leave a drop when you drink a toast, you know. It's unlucky.

To Joe. To Joe.

To Joe.

Sizzly, isn't it?

Drink up.

Well, um, what's in this?

Oh, it's a very mild drink. They serve it before hunting in England. It's a

stirrup cup.

How's that again?

They drink it before they go fox hunting.

Oh.

Well, after a couple of these, you ought to be able to outfox a fox, all right.

Miss Newbold?

I'm Miss Newbold. I'm from the Morning Journal. I understand. Later. I'll tell

you when.

All right.

I thought it might be fun to have a group picture taken. Something for your

memory book, maybe.

Oh, thanks, Barbara.

I sure would like a momentum of this delightful occasion.

Oh, my.

What's the matter?

Didn't it get tepid all of a sudden?

Barbara, when you asked us to help celebrate Miss Revere's engagement, I

quite understand.

But now everything's perfectly clear.

When do you plan to be married, Miss Revere?

You know something?

Barbara's a true friend.

Barbara's a doll.

Maybe I don't know her so long, but I know her, if you know what I mean.

True love.

All wide in the yard wall at Barbara's.

And what's more, I appreciate it. I... Say, I'm talking too much.

Oh, Barbie.

You forced her to drink when she isn't used to it.

Shame on you. I know what I'm doing.

Hey, you.

What's the idea?

You talking to me?

Pray tell to who else to pray tell. Certainly I'm talking to you, because

addressed my prayer.

Oh, sure, honey. I guess you feel your liquor, huh?

Oh.

Don't go away, because this matter is by no means settled.

Maisie, listen to me. Sure, honey.

Maisie, you're drunk.

I'm drunk?

Oh, Barbara, get you.

You're like your father, just like your poor father.

You're like him.

You have a weakness for drink.

You're drunk right now. You're disgracing Joe.

Oh, no. Gotta be a help to Joe.

Gotta make him proud and happy, all of it.

I gotta... Bye -bye.

They're all looking at you.

All these people.

They're saying you're drunk.

Joe Morton's fiancée is drunk.

That's what they're saying. Well, I do.

Want to sober up quickly?

Yeah, why not get undrunk quick?

I promised you a picture. Well, there it is.

I can't.

Maisie Revere, curvaceous blonde, wet her nose and parts north and south on

Sunday. The place was the Plaza del Sol of the exclusive Sherry Plaza Hotel.

More than 100 socialite lunches were astounded when the prankish miss did a

dive... Barb, what happened to me?

It's pretty awful, I'm afraid.

Don't you remember anything?

Well, the last thing I remember...

One of your girlfriends said I was sure lucky because my... Joe.

He'll see this.

Yes, I'm afraid he will.

But I only had that stirrup cup. I didn't even want that, but you said...

Maisie, you went completely crazy.

I tried to stop you. I could see what was happening to you, but you were like

crazy woman.

You began grabbing drinks off other tables.

Oh, honey, I must have humiliated you in the worst way.

And after you plan that beautiful luncheon in my honor.

Poor Maisie.

I guess you'll never have any confidence in yourself from now on.

Never knowing what you might do.

Well, I know one thing I won't do.

I'll never take another drink again.

I always had a dread of it on account of Papa.

I should have stuck to my dread.

I'm afraid the nasty talk will never stop.

Poor Joe Morton. His wife's a dipsomaniac.

Oh. Barbara, what time is it?

Six o 'clock.

P .M.? Yes.

Still Sunday?

Yes. I thought that said Monday. It's the early edition of tomorrow's paper.

Oh.

Joe's picking me up at my house at seven.

Barbara, can I bother you for a quick shower?

Maisie, do you think it's fair to Joe to see him again after what's happened?

I know him. He's a chivalrous guy, and no matter how he feels... Oh, honey, I'm

miles ahead of you.

I know I mustn't see him again.

I'll be gone, bag and baggage, when he gets there.

Barbara, why didn't you stop her? Well, Joe, dear, I tried. I kept telling her

you'd understand, but she was convinced you'd never forgive her.

Why? Because she can't drink? So what? Who cares about that? You should have

stopped her anyway.

Well, I couldn't hold her down. Why not? Why didn't you call me?

Joseph, you seem to forget that my daughter suffered a great humiliation

at the hands of that drunken girl. Oh, shut up. If Maisie got drunk, it was an

accident. What difference does it make anyhow? Many's that Brannigan I've tied

on. Probably you too, you sanctimonious old carp.

Joe, did you hear anything? No luck at the bus station. Nobody with that

description.

Maybe if you hired a private detective.

Yeah, come on.

get a lot more done if we split up. Bill, you jump right down to the Bureau

Missing Persons. You can describe Maisie, can't you?

Eyes, hair, nose, mouth, not like anybody else. Sure, sure, I can describe

Well, okay, what are you wasting time here for?

Mitch, you get back to the shop and stay right on the phone and keep working on

the copter. I will, boss. You too, Tim.

I got an okay this afternoon from the Rose Bowl authorities. They say we can

test there Wednesday morning at dawn and demonstrate on Thursday. Well, then you

still think you can make it, huh? Sure, we gotta make it. I won't let you down.

Okay, she's warm enough. Let's go.

Gee, boss, you've got to ease up. You ain't had any sleep since Sunday. Oh,

sleep? How do you expect me to sleep when I don't know where Maisie is? The

detective will find her. Yeah, sure. Sure, sure he will. Look at the place

found she ain't. And he's only been looking three days. Did you ever stop to

think of all the things that could happen in three days?

Nothing will happen to Maisie.

What she wants more than anything is for you to think of yourself a little.

And the copter.

And for you to rest up before the demonstration. All right, all right.

Everything's going on schedule, isn't it? Aren't you satisfied with the way

everything's going along?

Sure, sure. We're ready, boy. Well, all right, then. Let's stand by. Good luck,

Joe.

Here's to you, baby.

Look at the way she handled that.

Oh, Joe, you've done it.

I knew you would.

Joe, she's beautiful.

Hey.

You connected to that outfit?

No.

Then I'll have to ask you to leave.

Oh, no.

Sorry, miss, that's private.

But, miss, I'm not doing any harm.

Can't I even watch?

Maybe you've got some reason for being up here.

Maybe I'd better take you down and check up on you. Oh, no.

Don't do that.

I'll go.

She looked like 50 million bucks. We've done it. What a sight. Sorry you

couldn't see her, Joe. How'd she handle? Perfect. She's everything we expected.

Hallelujah. Ain't it great? We'll load her on the truck, fellas. Take her back

to the shop. Hey, Joe, where you going?

I'm going to call the shop, see if Bill's heard anything from Maisie.

Well, guys, taking this kind of hard.

Yeah.

That's a shame.

Lowdown crying shame.

Yeah.

I'm sorry you couldn't see the demonstration, but you know how I feel

keeping someone on the phone.

Yeah, yeah, it worked great.

Yeah, well, you'll get a chance to see it in the morning anyhow.

Okay, thanks, pal.

Yeah, that's a funny place for a tear. I wonder how that happened. Probably

getting it on and off the truck.

It's a cinch. I can fix that as good as new in no time at all. Yeah, it's not

bad.

On your way?

Yes.

Get that, will you, Bill?

Everything under control here? Sure, it's all okay.

The detective.

Oh, good.

Is there any news? Well, nothing definite, Jeff Morton, but it shouldn't

now. I've got my traps all set. Oh, that's fine.

You know, I could use a little more of that bait.

All right, fine. Don't skip anything. What do you want?

Oh, half a sea should do it. You know, I'm really closing in.

Well, that's swell.

Now, I'm taking off in a few minutes. If anything should break before midnight,

call here or you can get in touch with me long distance. Seattle.

Oaker 7000 and leave the message.

And if not, I'll be at the Rose Bowl at dawn in the morning.

Now, I want to report.

Rose Bowl?

Who's playing? We are.

And we can't win unless you bring the prize. The prize?

Oh, yeah, yeah.

Well, I'll do my best. And Sauter's best.

Ain't bad.

Any case, I'll be there. Well, I'm counting on you.

Well, I guess there's nothing else I can do, fellas.

I'll see you in the morning.

So long. So long, Joe.

Poor guy's a shame.

Crying shame.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. You already said that.

Well, hurry up and get your mending done. Let's shove off. You guys go

No, we'll wait. We only want to take all night.

I'm staying here tonight. You know how the boss feels about the phone. Yes,

that's right. You want me to stick with you? No, we both can't sleep in a

cockpit. I'll just putt around, do my welding, and stand by.

That's nonsense. Mitch, you won't hear anything more today.

Get a good night's sleep in your own bed.

I'm sticking here.

I'll weld this thing, then curl up snug as a bug in a rug and sleep ten hours.

Well, come on in, Bill.

It's stupid, Mitch, but if that's it, make sure you disconnect the welding

machine or you'll be ashamed to smoke yourself out.

So long. So long, Phil. Goodbye.

Okay, now.

Bureau of Busy Persons calling.

We've located the Revere girl at the Flamingo Ballroom on 10th Street.

Oh, boy, thanks!

Marie!

Marie!

What's the matter, Droop? Don't you know your own name?

know my own name. And if put to it, I can pick up one for you, too. Well, them

cops in that prowl car can't wait forever.

Thanks a load.

Hello, Marie.

How's the girl? Fine and dandy. Two coffees, two hamburgers, huh? Right.

Car number 58.

Car number 58.

Go to 100 Curtin Street.

Fire. Uh -oh. Hold it, honey.

Car number 58. Car number 58.

Out of the way, Marie.

100 Curtis Street.

Crazy.

Oh, Mitch.

Is the cop in there?

Yeah.

Oh, Mitch.

Is there anything we can do?

Nothing. It was too late when I got here. Come on. Back up. Back up. All the

way. Come on. You can bring it from back there. Let the men get down here. Come

on. Back up. Come on.

How did this happen? I told you when I called, I don't know. Oh, Mitch, this is

horrible. How did you get out? I was out when it started. They called and said

Maisie was at the Flamingo Ballroom.

Flamingo Ballroom?

I've been car hopping since Tuesday.

Mitch, you left the shop? Yeah, they called about Maisie and I rushed right

Who called about me?

The Bureau of Missing Persons.

Bureau of Missing Persons? Joe's tearing the town apart.

What? Yeah, so when they said they found you, I went there.

I don't get this.

I guess it was somebody that looked like you.

Now, wait a minute.

You weren't here that...

The welding line. You must have left it on. No, no, I couldn't have. Well, you

were using it, weren't you? Yeah, but I couldn't have been that careless. I shut

it off. Are you sure?

Tim, you had not to say that. Sure, I'm sure.

I think... Everything Joe and Tim worked for

ruined, gone, and it's all my fault.

Oh, Mitch, honey, don't.

I hope you can come in now.

Better watch your step in there.

I mean, it's a pretty pile of junk, doesn't she?

You might at least have phoned Joe and saved him the humiliation of bringing

Hendrickson to see this.

Too late when I thought of it. He was already on his way back.

Well, one thing. Your thinking's always consistent.

Tim, I know the copter was your life's blood.

But even if the fire might have started from the welding iron... Might have

started from the welding iron. Can you think of any other way? I guess that's

right, Maisie. I don't blame Tim for feeling like this. I'd probably be the

way. I have my doubts about that.

Personally, I can't see you kicking a guy when he's down.

Well, this looks like a tragic ending of all our hopes.

Yeah, it's bitter bad luck for all of you, Mr. Newbold. So you turned up, eh?

Well, I guess it's no use crying over spilled milk. When you see Joseph in the

morning, give him this canceled contract.

Tell him he doesn't have to bother about getting in touch with me. Not me, Mr.

Newbold. I've done enough to him already.

Then you take it.

Mr. Newbold, with what Joe has to hear in the morning, why slap him in the face

with this?

The idea of the copter's just as good as it ever was. He can build it again.

I know Joe wouldn't want you to be the loser, Mr. Newbold, and that way you

wouldn't be.

I'm sorry, but I can't risk any more time or money.

Oh, Mr. Newbold, please stop and listen. This isn't your affair, Mr. Revere.

I think I'm capable of making my own decisions.

As soon as I heard that the plant was destroyed, I decided... As soon as you

heard.

How did you hear about it, Mr. Newbold?

Well, acting for Joe in his absence, I called Mr. Newbold as soon as I heard of

the fire.

Oh. That you thought of, but you didn't think to call Joe.

I was thinking of Joe's obligation to Mr. Newbolt in case Mr. Newbolt should

call the insurance company or anything.

There's no insurance.

You mean you called right after the fire started when all the excitement was

going on? Yes, somebody had to keep his head.

And then you got busy canceling contracts before you even knew how much

there was? When a shed like this catches fire, that's the end of it. A shed?

This whole affair is a very sad thing, but it doesn't concern you.

I'm the loser, and I'm taking my loss with as much composure as possible.

Thanks for getting in touch with me, Tim.

Good night.

Oh, I'll see you at your car, Mr. Newbolt.

We might as well go, too. No use hanging around here.

Don't take it so tough, kid. We'll find a way to build her again.

Yeah.

Come on.

Wait up.

I want to find Joe's wings and yours.

Yeah, sure.

Here, Bill.

I can't find them. They're not here.

Well, they've got to be. They wouldn't come off.

They never were here.

You're wrong, honey. This is the place.

Nothing's ever been welded there.

That's right.

You know, this whole thing's wacky.

Newbolt having those papers ready and Tim thinking to call it.

Tim.

Those invoices.

Of course, Tim.

Double orders for every part.

We were building two helicopters.

Oh, Maisie, you're crazy. No, no, I'm not. We were.

This isn't ours. Where's ours?

Maisie, this is our helicopter. No, no, no, we've got to be smart. We've got to

be smart.

Yeah, but Maisie, this is our helicopter. Now, boys, boys, don't get

We've got to follow Tim. Tim? Yeah, on this, fellas, please.

Hey, wait a minute.

We might as well get back to town. You taking the truck, Mitch? Well, I was...

Sure you are, Mitch, honey.

You and Bill take the truck.

What about you?

Well, Tim will drop me off. I only live a couple of blocks down.

Won't be out of your way, Tim.

Oh, I'm glad to, Maisie.

Well, see you at the airport in the morning. Right.

You got sore at me for lighting it amidst the way I did.

I'm sorry. I guess I did kind of blow my top.

Well, for everybody who loves Joe and had their heart and soul in that test

tomorrow, this was a black night.

Skip it.

Oh, here's my corner.

Well, I'll take you to your door. No, that's okay.

You've done plenty already.

Don't lose him, Bill.

Well, I'll be a double -crossing scum.

So the fire was my fault, huh? Wait till I get my hands on it.

Want a souvenir?

Sure. I was lucky on this job.

It's a shame, but we can't have these around.

Better melt them down.

Well, Tim, we had some tight squeezes, but we're all set now. Tonight was

perfect. Yeah, smooth as clockwork. I had an answer for Morgan tonight. It's

set. Pete will fly her down to San Bernardino as soon as it's light enough.

Arrange to have her shipped from there straight to Detroit.

We'll demonstrate in about six weeks.

Good. Neat little plan.

It's a low -down crying shame it ain't gonna work.

Yeah, if I had a hanky, I'd shed a few tears.

Listen.

They ought to be leaving pretty soon.

You think we can get the baby out?

Sure we can.

Well, if we could get it to the Rose Bowl before Joe got there, he wouldn't

anything about it till the whole thing was over. Yeah, that's a good idea.

Papa was perfect. You should have seen his performance. Very neat.

It runs in the family. I think I was in top form when I slipped that little item

in Mr. Lear's tall, cool drink.

Why, you.

So I wasn't drunk.

Well, this is just round one for you, Miss Smoothie.

Nice work, boys.

There's a fondant bottle in the office that's been waiting 20 years for this

occasion. Come on in.

You take it easy with the snort, Pete.

Remember, you have to fly this thing out of Los Angeles this morning. Okay.

Look, it's getting light already.

Yeah, come on, we gotta hurry.

see Barbara home, right?

Right. It'll be a long little while. See you later. Bye. Bye.

Daisy, get the rotors going.

Nathan, get the copter off the ground.

Huh?

All right. Oh, no, you don't. Let go of me.

You won't get away from me. Let go of me. I won't let you go. Let go of me. I

won't let you go. You've got blood in your chin.

Cop? Yeah.

And never forward.

Well, sir, in about five minutes, you'll know I haven't been talking through my

hat. You'll have a chance to see for yourself what you can do. If I'm

I'll have to be convinced fast. You will be.

Well, where's your ship?

Well, it was supposed to be here when we arrived.

You wait here, Mr. Henderson, and I'll call the plant. But I'm sure they're on

their way over here.

Excuse me.

Roseball. Let me talk to Joe Morton, please.

Hold on.

Hey, what's the idea?

You're supposed to be here. Where are you? Well, it's a long story, Joe.

Well, Hendrickson's sitting here waiting.

What happened? The truck break down?

Well, where are you calling from?

From the plant these rats had.

But, Joe, that'll keep.

The thing is, Maisie's in the copter.

Maisie's in the copter?

Where, on the truck?

She's in the air.

Call the police. Call all the hospitals.

What do I tell them? Tell them that my girl's flying around in a helicopter.

Tell them to let me know as soon as she crashes.

Her name is Maisie Revere. Tell them to take good care of her till I get there.

Get the best doctor.

Oh, Miss, that's dangerous. You're liable to hurt yourself.

Have you got a phone?

Should I call an ambulance?

No, call the Rose Bowl.

I know I've done plenty that wasn't right, but please let me pay for it

I've got to get this to Joe.

The line is busy.

Oh, well, uh... Can you get the phone out to me here somehow?

Sure, honey, you'll just stay right there.

Roswell. Well, you can't talk to Mr. Martin now.

Tell him it's Maisie.

Maisie. Hold on.

Mr. Martin.

Mr. Martin.

Mr. Martin.

Maisie, I'm home.

Maisie. Joe.

I'm somewhere in downtown Los Angeles.

Why, you're hurt.

Where's your crash?

I didn't crash.

Yet.

I'm alongside a building.

It's near the city hall.

The city hall?

Near there.

I got the phone up here.

You got a phone up there?

Yeah, on the flagpole.

A flagpole?

Oh, Maisie, please tell me. I'm hovering.

What do I do to get to the Rose Bowl?

Now, Maisie, listen to me.

You gotta get clear of those buildings.

Look for an open space.

The first field that you see, set her down.

Now, here's what you do to get up.

Yeah.

Once you're free of the buildings, you better head north.

It's just like a car, Maisie. Steer towards Glendale. But the minute you see

open patch of ground, press the descend lever on the panel. Can you see it?

Yeah, I see it.

But, Joe, if I land somewhere in a field, what happens to you and Mr.

Maisie, pick the first vacant lot you can see, or even the highway.

Don't take any chances.

I love you.

Oh, Joe, darling, I heard every word you said, and it's like music from heaven.

But if I can set it down anywhere, I can set it down in the Rose Bowl.

Don't you understand, honey? I love you.

I can't have you risking your life.

Listen, honey, if a copter crashes, I want it to be near you.

Hey, what's the matter with him? I don't know, as I rightly know, sir.

But from what I gather, he's got woman trouble.

What? Yes, with this reckless young woman who's out on the end of a flagpole

the tip -top spire of the city hall talking on a telephone.

Something about flying a helicopter.

Now, Mr. Morton's a fine boy, and he's got sense enough to be worried, even if

she hasn't.

Why is she doing such an incredible thing? Why isn't the ship here? Well,

they're taking movies.

It's all part of a sales promotion for a big shot named Hendrickson.

Oh, is that right?

You say this is all automatically controlled by the panel board?

Gasoline don't run out on me now.

She's out of gas.

Why didn't you tell me there was a trick gadget that automatically lowered it on

a cushion of air if it ran out of gas? Yeah, but that's my girl up there. She

never threw anything before in her life.

You made it. You made it. What do you think of her, huh, Joe?

Hey, what is this?

Is that him? Yeah, that's him.

Uh, Mr. Hendrickson?

Yes?

Well, what do you think?

It was a crazy demonstration, and you're a crazy girl.

And I'd be crazy if I didn't back you 100%. Oh, Mr. Hendrickson!

Mr. Hendrickson, you know how long it took us to build this thing.

Everything you're going to do for us.

Listen, you.

If you don't shut that sassy little face of yours and give me a kiss, I'll go

crazy. Well, why didn't you say so?

Good morning, Mr. Morton. I've located Miss Revere in Kansas City.